Quenched long order

Chapter 24

After hearing Natalie's scolding, Saul didn't reply for a long time. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing became more and more rapid, and everything in front of him began to deform. The square table on the side began to expand and become spherical, while the graceful figure of the mystic continued to elongate, turning into a blue-purple string, twisting continuously.

"Garbage...garbage..."

"Die...die..."

The sharp and piercing words kept repeating in my ears, but intermittently, from time to time, like a bad signal.

Saul lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, trying to get himself back to normal, but found that the eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't open them no matter what. He forced them to open with his fingers, and at most he could only open a gap. By virtue of this gap, he found himself covered in blood, and his eyes were dazzling red. In panic, he began to back away.

As soon as he touched the door curtain, the sound of a huge bell came from above his head, which made him almost jump up. He raised his head suddenly, and saw a huge bell close at hand, almost touching the top of his head. It seemed that it would fall down at any moment and crush him to death. He turned around and ran away.

"Oops."

When Saul ran out of the tent in a panic, Natalie realized that the situation was wrong and quickly chased him out.

Outside the purple tent, Shaoer panicked and wanted to escape. A familiar burning sensation rose from the bottom of his heart and quickly occupied his whole body. At the same time, he found that the road under his feet became like layers of waves, and he couldn't stand firm at all, so he simply used his hands and feet, staggered and ran to the outside of the trading market.

"Is it polluted? If he is seen by the guards like this, he will definitely be taken away... In short, stun him first, and then explain to the guards slowly." Natalie's brows were tightly frowned, and her eyes lit up like black gems. She focused her attention on the back of Saul's head.

Saul in front seemed to have noticed something, turned his head suddenly, stared at Natalie with blood red eyes, and then waved his right hand.In an instant, a gust of wind blew outside the purple tent, and the wind carried the dust on the ground flying in the air. Some of it happened to fall into Natalie's eyes, interrupting her movement about to activate her ability.

"What's going on here? Was it his ability just now? He could even sense that I was about to activate the ability, and then interrupted it in advance? Or was it polluted?"

Natalie couldn't believe it. She blinked and rubbed her eyes to remove the grit that had strayed into her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, even if it was only a few seconds delayed, it was too late.

At this time, Sauer had left the dimly lit area near the purple tent, and went to the entrance and exit of the brightly lit trading market. At the entrance and exit, there were four guards holding sharp spears.

"ended……"

Natalie stopped, with endless regret in her eyes. She was able to save Garland because Garland showed no signs of contamination, but the current Sauer is different. Anyone who has been in contact with him can feel that Sauer is close to losing control, let alone the guards of the trading market. The difference between the two is like clouds and mud.

She watched Shaoer continue to run away, moving swiftly, but at this moment, she couldn't do anything, and the best opportunity just now was interrupted by Shaoer.

It reminded her of how she couldn't feed the refreshing soup when Saul passed out in the tent.

For some reason, this left a glimmer of hope in her heart. She always felt that the young people ahead would continue to surprise her.

At the entrance and exit of the trading market, four guards straightened their waists and watched the pedestrians passing by. It was just dark and it was the peak of passenger flow.

Saul ran into the crowd, but he entered the sea like a stone bull, without causing any waves.

Natalie looked carefully at the door, she could see Saul keenly shuttled through the crowd, passed the guarded area smoothly, and finally disappeared from sight.

From the beginning to the end, the guards of the trading market did not notice that something was wrong with Sauer.

This discovery made Natalie heave a sigh of relief, she thought about it, and hurriedly followed.

……

"I'm here." Saul sat on the tree, looking down at the mystic Natalie who was looking for him. The blood in his eyes had receded, and his expression was exhausted, as if he hadn't had any sleep for two days and two nights.

Natalie looked up at Saul, the two made eye contact and were observing each other. After two seconds, she asked, "Are you okay?"

Sauer shook his head slowly, looked away, looked at the sea not far away, with a heavy expression, and replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "I feel like I'm crazy." As he spoke, he thought of something, and asked, "Did I attract the attention of the guards just now?"

"No." Natalie replied affirmatively, her tone faintly excited, "No one noticed that something was wrong with you. They didn't seem to see you. To be honest, I was already planning to give up on you. After all, if your situation just now caught the attention of the guards, it would definitely be reported to the police. At that time, even I can't do much to help you. This island..." She sighed, turned her head to look at the sea not far away, "...It's still too small."

"Fortunately." Saul was thoughtful. Then, he thought of something, jumped down from the tree, walked up to Natalie, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry for what you said just now, the gold mine... No, it's not just the gold mine, the whole mine has serious problems, and it's true that it can no longer be mined..." He paused, "Actually, I was thinking, is there just a problem in the mine? Could it be that the problem is already serious."

"You mean?" Natalie looked at Saul who had regained his composure. Although the latter looked haggard and his lips were slightly pale, he looked more energetic than before. "The whole Stewart Island can't stay anymore?"

"I don't know." Saul shook his head, his eyes full of confusion, "There is nothing else, let's talk about this for today, I feel a little tired."

"Wait, I'll give you some refreshing soup. You seem to have exhausted your vitality. This thing is very helpful for a 'sprout' like you." Natalie stretched out her right hand, put it on Saul's shoulder, and continued: "You don't have to worry too much. In fact, it's not that you can't mine anymore. It's just that I need some time to figure out what the threat is. I believe that there is a solution to any disaster. It's just a matter of ability. If we can find a suitable method, we can continue to investigate. Those gold mines..." , but I can't guarantee that."

Before Saul could speak, she thought of something and reminded: "Sauer, the ability of the quencher is her most precious secret. If it is not necessary, don't use it lightly, because you will never know who has malicious intentions and silently observes in secret. When you relax your vigilance, they will slit your throat with the sickle of desire and take away everything from you."

After finishing speaking, she smiled, which eased the heavy atmosphere a lot, "Hehe, I feel that these reminders are a bit redundant for you."

Saul understood what Natalie meant, and he acted a little too cautiously. However, he would not point out the real reason. After all, if he had to use his own abilities cautiously in this world, then the fact that he is not from this world is naturally more precious, and it may be a secret that cannot be revealed until death.

(End of this chapter)